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hateme
Contributed by
hateme
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Wednesday, 30th August 2006 @ 02:19:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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just when nothing seems all wrong the chaotic wind in my face clears the air on the horizon the butterflies dance to a song only in my head the happiest thing in life may also be the saddest coming to terms with a life that was never mine the future a black cloud of shadow blown from the pit of the darkest dragon when it finally happens and my find collides with the life i lead, it will all end thirty-five, no more, no less, but minus one just one even as a smile eases across the lips of my worn down soul the only thing i can see is blue a beautiful blue sky casting its loving gaze over a crystal blue ocean placid as is, the life under her is no different than this existance life, love, peace no survival, no more, no less, minus one just one if it werent for the memories would i be here or there could i be anywhere but one place could i never look back the people are gone, the memories are here and here my head and my heart no, my soul and my love who are you? when will you? what have you? i dont care i just need one answer, no more, no less... why?
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Re: hateme
(User Rating: 1 ) by The_Unknown on
Wednesday, 30th August 2006 @ 09:26:03 AM AEST (User
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this is a really good poem, well written.
i enjoyed it. its kind of sad, but at the same time... i dont know.
well good job
luvs ya!
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Re: hateme
(User Rating: 1 ) by stripes on
Thursday, 31st August 2006 @ 02:42:54 AM AEST (User
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this is a very well written poem
keep writing |
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